Self portrait by S. Lindau
The girl on the page was sullen.
She had so much to give
And so much to do.
She followed the whims of the author,
Who took her to task,
Forced her to go through,
The fantasies that surrounded
The world in her head;
The dreams that she knew.
But the girl planned a way to confound her.
She imbedded a thought
That created the truth.
She broke through the chains that confined her.
No longer was held
As the author’s keys fell.
So she took control of the author
And told her that she
Would rather be free.
To live her life out in the open
Where she could be heard.
For those understood
That her life could be what she wanted.
To live life and love
All those she thought of.
Her heart felt the first beat of living
She opened her mind
And let the light blind.
Embracing just what she’d been given.
The author stepped back
To absorb the attack.
She knew that her story was driven
By the girl on the page
And this set the stage
For the author to give her the freedom
From a path giving strife
To one giving life.
Then the girl on the page was so grateful.
And for this she pitched in
Guiding from within.
The author went back to creating.
With the girl on the page
The readers engaged
In a tale rich with love and emotion.
Have you ever had a battle with a character in a story you were writing?
Have you ever felt like once you let go of trying to control a certain situation, it got easier?
© 2011 Susie Lindau